May 31, 2012
Asked the man for my soul back.

Knock on the office door,
pull up a chair.
Niceties shared after so much time
shared together in this nice city.

Hopefully,
I can
find money for
food, clothes and shelter
because
I can’t
live without my soul
anymore.

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